It was hard to believe some times but it had been six months since the war ended. Harry had been the boy who lived for a second time, though he suffered a great deal of loss, including Ron and Tonks. He had thought Remus dead; he had in fact seen his body before he had gone to face Voldemort, but it turns out it had been a ruse. He should have known, Albus after all had faked his own death, and showed up when they were hunting horcruxes. He seemed to believe if Harry thought he had lost the last parental figure he had left, he would be more anxious to end it, and he seemed right. Remus swore he had no part in it, he had been hit by a hex, and Harry knew he was being honest with him. Harry hadn't trusted the old man since; he had his doubts about a lot of what he had done when Harry was in school.

He was free of the war for once, and pursuing the life he always wanted, and with the man he loved. But as usual the press was on him, not because he was with a man as it was common enough, but because of his choice in partner. He was expected by everyone, including Albus, to marry Ginny when he was done school. He had instead revealed he was gay, and in love with Draco, with every intention of marrying him. The Malfoy lord, son of a spy father and a mother who was kissed, was not seen as a suitable spouse for him. Albus had made it clear he wanted to break them up. Remus, and oddly Lucius supported them, and a few friends as well.

Harry smiled as he watched Remus with Teddy. "I can't believe how big my little godson is getting over there."

Remus smiled as he held his younger son. "He is wondering when he will have some cousins to play with."

Harry laughed. "I am sure my nine month old little brother is asking that. I have a feeling it is more his dad."

Andromeda had appeared in the door. "And perhaps a few others. There has been a ring on that finger for two months, and no talk of wedding dates so far."

Harry shook his head. "Well I should have an answer by tomorrow. The two of us are going out for dinner tonight, to discus it."

He could remember two months ago, when Draco convinced him he needed a break, and whisked him off to Paris. Harry had never had a chance to travel before, and Draco had wanted to show him more. Harry was Lord Potter-Black, he made Lucius look like a pauper, and really money wasn't an issue. Harry had decided against being an auror himself, and would have liked to teach defence, but he didn't trust Albus any longer. He instead had been training at the auror academy, mainly a class on becoming an animagi, and planned to teach there instead. Draco was studying at the hospital, he had decided to be a potions master like his godfather, who unlike Remus had died in battle. They had taken off for a romantic weekend, and Draco had proposed to him on top of the Eiffel tower, at sunset.

Harry had a small smile, he looked at his dad and his little brother, as that was what they felt like. Remus now lived at Grimmauld, but he had lived with the Tonks until recently, since they had been raising his son for the first few months of his life. He knew he could tell his dad, but his fiancé really should be the first.

Harry kissed Remus and Teddy. "I should be going, I promised to meet Draco on Diagon alley, and he will be wondering where I am."

Remus was surprised to hear that. "Maybe looking at some baby clothes?"

Harry wondered if he guessed, but shook it off. "He had to run some errands. I am to meet him at the Cauldron, and then he has some plans for us."

Shooing his son out the door, Remus smiled, he was so happy for Harry. He knew Harry had given up a lot to be with Draco, other then the twins, none of the Weasleys spoke with him any more, or Hermione. Molly seemed to be under the impression Harry had all but proposed to Ginny before the final battle, and had been leading her daughter on. He had been told he was not welcome in their house, until he came to his senses, and came back to Ginny. The twins, some of his old quidditch friends, Neville and Luna were all good friends to him still. Both Remus and Lucius supported it, thought the relationship was good for both boys. Lucius may have preferred a pureblood, but Harry was a lord twice over, besides he made his son ridiculously happy.

Harry was surprised when he got to the restaurant, he was running a bit late, and expected to find Draco waiting for him. He thought perhaps his fiancé had been in the apothecary, and lost track of time. Harry was one of the few who weren't surprised he followed Severus, instead of law or business, he was as obsessed.

He looked to the bar tender, surprised it was not Tom, but he assumed Tom did not work 24/7. "Have you seen Draco Malfoy at all?"

The man nodded. "He is up in room 12."

Harry was surprised but headed for the stairs. "What does he have planned for us now?"

Harry went to the door, and he went to open it finding it wasn't locked, wondering what surprise his amazing fiancé had up his sleeve this time. He was not sure what to expect, but nothing prepared him for what he saw, when he walked in the door. He saw two people in bed, and going hot and heavy at it, and Harry for a moment thought he walked into the wrong room. But he recognized the blond head, and even the back side, and he fled from the room. He fled down the stairs, and when the bar tender asked what was wrong, he slammed his engagement ring down on the bar, and took off.

The bar tender was cleaning some time later, when Draco appeared. He motioned to the bar. "The young man who came in looking for you, left that."

Author note: Okay well I was going to do Starwest's challenge, but in the end took some inspiration from it instead. And don't worry, for all my Drarry lovers, nothing is as it seems.